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Purple flowers, University of the West Indies, Mona Campus

The International Ecumenical Peace Convocation
met on the
Mona Campus
of the
University of the West Indies.

Memories of those days remain:
learning, leading, warm sun
worship, singing, prayers,
speakers, workshops,
networks built and renewed,
Colombia Accompaniment Program,
new options for pursuing peace,
Red Stripe under the moon,
jerk chicken, sweet and sour tofu,
little hot dogs in sauce, jerk chicken,
Sarah, Marta, Shaya, Theresa
and in the gardens,
purple flowers.

22 May 2011
University of the West Indies
Mona Campus, Jamaica

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Maybe not everything

For several days in a row last week, I passed this food truck last week as I walked to work. It brought back fond memories of the International Peace Convocation in Jamaica – jerk chicken for lunch and dinner; tiny hot dogs in sweet and sour sauce for breakfast.

Finally the day came when I left Grand Central Station with a plan to stop at the food truck for lunch.

Of course, that was the day that the truck apparently parked elsewhere.

Timing might not be everything, but it sure is a lot.

See you along the Trail.

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Concrete to grass

From concrete 
to grass
in a few short steps,
with different surfaces
on we go.
May 2011
Jamaica
International Ecumenical Peace Convocation

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And in the end

And in the end
God gives a song.
When death has come,
and pain aches deep,
it’s all we have,
it is enough.
For in the end,
God gives a song.

And in the end,
God gives us hope.
When all seems lost,
despair runs high,
it’s all we have,
it is enough,
For in the end,
God gives us hope.

And in the end,
God gives us love,
when hate reigns strong,
when fear looms large,
it’s all we have,
it is enough.
For in the end,
God gives us love.

And in the end,
God gives justice.
When systems wound,
exclude, exploit,
it’s all we have,
it is enough.
For in the end,
God gives justice.

And in the end,
God gives us peace,
when wars rage hot,
violence strikes,
it’s all we have,
it is enough.
For in the end,
God gives us peace.

And in the end,
God gives us Christ,
when all is done,
and all is said,
Christ’s all we have,
Christ is enough.
Give thanks to God,
God gives us Christ.

25 May 2011
Jet Blue 868
KIN – JFK

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Customs form conundrum

The question has been faced before,
but never can I recall my answer,
so every time it looms anew,
I pause to deeply ponder:
is coffee food?

25 May 2011
Jet Blue 868
KIN – JFK

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Jet Blue Flight 868 – Random observations

The complimentary head set really isn’t that sweet of a deal when you sit in the row where the monitors don’t work.

For a good time, nothing quite beats riding for 3.5 hours with a strange dude’s elbow embedded in your rib cage.

Of course he may well be thinking that it is truly a joy and delight to sit by a dude whose shirt smells like it has been used to rub down the winner of the Kentucky Derby.

They actually are charging for pillows and blankets on this flight. I have heard of such, but this is the first time I have seen it.

Duh, should have read the fine print. It’s a “never-been slept on pillow” and a blanket that’s “mine, just mine.” If only I had seen that sooner – I have been experiencing such an overwhelming desire to own a miniature pillow.

One flight attendant wore rubber gloves to stow our bags and no gloves to pass out customs forms. Another flight attendant did the exact opposite. What’s the deal with that.

I have seen things on this airplane that I have had no desire to see. Ever. There really should be fashion police for those people who wear too few clothes.

See you along the Trail.

25 May 2011
KIN – JFK

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Outline

Like a tooth peeking through gums,
stone walls work their way
through the hard-backed earth,
revealing an outline,
posing a mystery:
what secrets lie buried in this ground?

22 May 2011
University of the West Indies
Kingston, Jamaica

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